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Chapter 3784: 4.1384 Complete Domination

The scar-faced man and his three subordinates had absolutely no idea such a thing would happen, so they were completely unprepared.

The Spirit Realm cultivator among them was relatively weaker in cultivation.

When the divine power orb exploded, a monstrous heatwave swept through.

That fellow was the first to bear the brunt, instantly being shattered into dust. He was truly unlucky.

At this moment, the man with the knife scar under his eye was genuinely enraged.

He hadn't expected that the battle would begin with one of their four members already lost!

His master's warning was correct after all: never underestimate that little girl.

"Little bitch," one of the men cursed indistinctly, "When I catch you later, I'll torture you to death."

A cold light flashed in Qiao Mu's eyes.

She deliberately ran towards the densest parts of Phoenixwood Forest, leading them deeper and deeper into remote areas.

"Surround her," the scar-faced man coldly commanded, waving his large hand.

The three men fanned out in a triangular formation, darting fiercely from behind Qiao Mu, directly encircling her.

That man revealed a mocking sneer in his eyes, teasing, "You little wench, let's see where else you can run."

Qiao Mu looked at them expressionlessly, the corners of her lips slightly curving upwards, revealing an extremely eerie and sarcastic expression.

"Didn't your master warn you when he sent you?"

"Warn about what?" The man roared coldly, shaking his ample flesh. "You little wench, you still dare to talk tough when death is at your doorstep. Just wait until I... Ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he found a dagger slashing across his neck.

The dagger was incredibly strange, appearing as if out of thin air, drawing a thin line of blood across his neck.

However, the fellow reacted very quickly. Seeing the dagger appear, he immediately fell backward, barely avoiding the fatal blow.

Thus, the dagger only opened a thin cut on his neck, not striking any vital points.

The man roared furiously, "The little bitch has a death wish!"

He covered the small wound on his neck with one hand, and with the other, he pulled out a bottle of hemostatic medicine from his inner realm, just about to swallow one.

Suddenly, a large amount of dark blood gushed from the small wound on his neck.

It spurted out like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers!

The man almost peed himself in fright. He frantically pressed down on the wound on his neck, his eyes filled with terror as he stared at Qiao Mu.

The little girl opposite him remained expressionless, merely gazing at him with indifferent eyes.

Her expression, in his view, was especially like that of a ghost, so cold it almost made one's heart tremble.

"What did you do??" Another man reached out to grab Qiao Mu's arm.

"Damn it," the scar-faced man cursed. "That dagger is poisoned! Hand over the antidote quickly."

Qiao Mu coldly looked at them. "Trying to win by numbers?"

"A few small fries, daring to shout at my Qiao Qiao." A red figure suddenly appeared beside Qiao Mu, delivering a fierce punch squarely to the face of the man who had reached out to grab Qiao Mu's arm.

"Aow!!" The man cried out in pain, staggering back several steps, his eyes wide with fear as he stared.

The man with the knife scar under his eye's pupils constricted. He suddenly kicked his companion towards Fengchen and then, without a moment's delay, dashed backward.

"Tsk, tsk, just now you looked so arrogant, trying to bully my Qiao Qiao."

"How come you're terrified now?"